Chapter 1020 The Older, the More Powerful; the More Powerful, the Older, the Incarnation of Fuxi?

Chapter 1020 The older, the more powerful; the more powerful, the older... Incarnation of Fuxi?

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Thunder was like a waterfall, and a thunderbolt appeared like a galaxy and pressed down, but the "sun" where Xu Xin was, took it all without any fear. He even had the mood to think that this heavenly way should be upgraded, and the attributes of the heavenly tribulation were so simple.

Xu Xin's body was transforming, and the two suspended "sun star" and "moon star" around him continued to emit the power of the moon and the sun, and merged into his body.

The power of the moon and the power of the sun were quickly devoured by every cell of his body. Xu Xin's body was no longer just a change in the meridians and flesh and blood, but a transformation at the microscopic level and even the dust level.

It is said that people have 84,000 particles, 84,000, and 840 million. It seems that the latter is more, but in fact, in Buddhism, 84,000 has a special meaning, representing a number like the sands of the Ganges, infinite and endless.

The human body is composed of countless particles. If each particle can be cultivated into a miraculous power, it is no problem to tear the sky and the earth apart, and roar down the stars.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The void is constantly rippling, and Xu Xin's body greedily absorbs endless energy, not only the moon and the sun, he wants more, more...

White, green, black, red, and yellow, the five elements and five qi are transformed into the five emperors and five emperors, rotating without cultivation.

The cold silver light keeps flowing, and the smart jade rabbit runs in the laurel.

The hot golden flames interweave into a sea, and golden crows fly in the air.

The vitality is intertwined, and all things are revived. That is the hymn of life.

Death sinks, and everything is silent. That is the kingdom of the dead.

In the infinite sea of ​​death, the power of life and death, yin and yang is in reincarnation.

The five elements, yin and yang, life and death, reincarnation...all kinds of power surround Xu Xin, filling every corner of his body, as if there are really microscopic particles changing, as if the world is born and destroyed.

Pangu created the world? Creation creates all things?

At this moment, he seemed to be an ancient god who created the world. The particles around him seemed to be worlds or secret realms, nurturing life and death, the sun and the moon, the stars in the sky, and all kinds of creatures.

These visions are very grand, but if Xu Xin really wants to create the world and transform himself into all things, he is just dreaming. With his current strength, it is difficult for him to evolve life, let alone create the world.

Of course, in the world of Ever Night, it may be barely possible.

All kinds of opposing forces began to touch and conflict in Xu Xin's body. Life and death, fire and ice, the moon and the sun, they each occupied part of the "particles" and continued to spread, forming a "battlefield" in every part of Xu Xin's body, and they existed everywhere.

For example, every strand of the moon power began to entangle with the sun power, but their attributes conflicted, making them unwilling to merge.

Rounds of Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish chased each other.

One is the moon, the other is the sun, chasing each other... Gradually, in the center of the chasing moon power and sun power, a new power was born.

Similarly, life and death, fire and ice, destruction and creation... All kinds of opposing, conflicting and blending forces seem to have reached a balance at this moment.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The thunder in the sky is no longer like a river or rain, but crashes down like a tsunami, but it has no effect at all. Xu Xin swallowed more and more power, and showed more and more mysterious and extraordinary, and had long transcended the shackles of heaven.

Silver waves are surging, and there is a shadow of the moon rabbit.

In the depths of the endless flames, a golden crow flew by.

The emerald green of life is so beautiful that it seems that there is a big tree supporting the sky.

The gray and black of death makes people afraid, and fear of death is human nature.

The endless bloody battlefield of Shura is the prelude to destruction.

The reproduction and change of the revival of all things is the final chapter of creation.

What is innate?

Born innate? Born from heaven and earth?

That is the ultimate transformation of the life level, that is the true supreme atavism.

The atavism of monsters, or the evolution of blood, can be promoted to become divine beasts, Jiao snakes become real dragons, Qingluan becomes phoenixes, carp jumps over the dragon gate... So, if humans complete this transformation, what will they become?

Legend has it that the older the creatures, the more powerful they are.

So is there a possibility that the more powerful the creatures are, the more "ancient" they are.

The older the more powerful, the more powerful the more ancient.

At this moment, Xu Xin truly understood the meaning of this sentence.

He also truly felt the meaning of the shackles of heaven. The ancient humans were too powerful. If they were combined with the skills of later generations and were not restricted, they could easily destroy the entire world.

What was the first ancient human called?

Ape-man?

Or... primitive man?

In Xu Xin's mind, countless memories of ancient ancestors emerged, and they could even be traced back to... the beginning of the birth of that world.

What did the ancient ancestors, the oldest humans, or the oldest creatures look like?

Dragon head and human body? Eight feet tall? Human body with snake tail?

Xu Xin's body changed significantly at this moment, or it was constantly changing, but it could not be fixed. All kinds of legendary phenomena were manifested in him.

Double vision in both eyes, the legendary double pupil.

But the next moment it suddenly disappeared, and a vertical eye appeared between the eyebrows, as if Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was alive.

Dragon head, snake body, snake hair, beast claws, dragon and snake underfoot, dragon and snake on shoulder...all kinds of strange and bizarre ancient gods in legends are reflected in Xu Xin, there are nearly a hundred of them.

Is this the 72nd transformation? Or the 73rd transformation? Or the 81st transformation? The 99th transformation?

Xu Xin suddenly formed a certain image, with a god head and a snake body, with the sun and moon Tai Chi inside, a human and snake body, like a natural word of Tao, with the third god eye born between his eyebrows, the sun and moon inside his eyes, and dragon scales on his body, reflecting the world.

His left eye is the sun, his right eye is the moon, and the eye between his eyebrows emits the light of wisdom, which can see through all falsehoods and understand the truth.

The dragon scales are like lenses of time, illuminating the infinite past and future, leaving nothing secret.

There are dragons and snakes coiled around his shoulders, and there are divine patterns everywhere on his body, strange dragon and snake patterns, even deep into the blood and bones.

His bones are as crystal clear as jade, and they intersect with gold and silver, like the legendary divine bones. The most unique thing is that there are 33 vertebrae, totaling 33 days.

"The older, the more powerful... Is this... the incarnation of the legendary Fuxi?"

Xu Xin waved his hand and saw himself clearly, but in an instant he changed again, with dragons and snakes under his feet, three heads and six arms, a copper head and iron forehead, and a pair of dragon horns on his head, and he was an extraordinary demon god.

"Is the blood of the first ancient humans so powerful? Or, in other words, there was no weak creature at the beginning of the world."

"The weak are only worthy of being the food of the strong, and they don't even have the qualifications to inherit the bloodline."